So my Thursday night goes like this –-
4PM – coffee with my good friend, Donna, who I haven’t had a chance to catch up with since all this craziness began almost four months ago. Nice time at Karma coffee house.
8PM – Afterplay at the Ark. At least there was an audience. Always a pleasure watching one of my favorite men work.
10PM – Koji’s for karaoke. Oh, yes, by the way, I sang “Shut Up and Kiss Me” to which no one did. I also sang “Redneck Woman” with the aforementioned zany roommate.
2:48 PM – Write blog.
Typical Thursday. My face hurts so much from smiling.
Let’s see – start with the zany roommate who, sweet thing that she is, offered to provide me with illicit drugs as a bonding experience. Then proceeded to dirty dance with our wonderful gay karaoke host to “Baby Got Back.” Then dared to get flirty with at least – well, okay, all – three of my fav guys there. I guess I’ll let her. After all, she’s my roommate.
And the three beautiful men – one of whom sang Harry Connick to me, who can resist that? One of whom hugged me constantly all night whenever I forced him to (didn’t really have to force him too much). And one of whom kept me smiling and giggling all night.
Zany roommate has begun to discover the 3 beautiful men and why they are 3 of the 4 in my life. She may have her cool new guy (if not more) but I’ve got these 3. And I’m keeping them.
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